Chapter 101
- “This is the royal office,” the person said, their tone harried and breathless.
- I felt a cold stab of confusion, my grip tightening on the phone. “Who the hell is this?” I barked, frustration mounting.
- More noise, a clatter, the sound of someone fumbling. My patience, my composure, frayed at the edges, and I struggled to maintain control. The need to know, to understand, roared inside me.